WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS NON-CONSENSUAL SEXUAL ACTIVITY.
The War, Part 2
He was laying on the cold ground of the cell, hands struggling to free himself of his bindings. The vines dug into the skin of his wrists, chafing uncomfortably against the milky skin and turning it red.
The vines were imbued with nen and damn near impossible for him to break. Every time it felt like the bindings were loosening, the vines would slither and tighten it's grip on him to the point that it was painful.
Killua gave up for the time being, not wanting to cut off the circulation to his hands; he sat up and sighed quietly. There was a tiny hole cut out of the tree a few meters above him and he could see that it was night.
It was how he could tell he had been here for nearly a week. The wind that entered through the tiny window was refreshing during the day, but it was extremely cold at night. He shivered, longing for the warmth of his alpha.
Where was Gon? Killua didn't even know if his mate was still alive or not. His chest tightened at the thought. No, he refused to believe that Gon had been killed, his mate was most likely alright.
Did they think Killua was dead, though? He wasn't sure, but it was a safe assumption, considering they haven't come back for him yet. No, that wasn't entirely right, either. Gon would storm this place and get himself killed in an attempt to avenge Killua.
The omega shuddered, just like he had done with Kite. Killua tensed as he felt the ground tremble slightly, the vines that served as the bars for his little cell starting to move and open. Killua glared as the bee and bear chimera ant came into sight.
He scowled as the bear smirked at him.
"The King wants to meet you now," the bear stated as he stepped into Killua's cell.
The omega got to his feet, ready to fight despite his hands being bound; his father and brother had trained him to fight like this, too. He might not have liked it, but Killua did find his moments where he was grateful for his training.
The bear growled at him, and Killua had to fight his instincts that told him to submit.
"You're a tough one, I like you. I might just have kept you for myself if the King didn't want you," the bear mentioned.
Killua tensed at the words, heart pounding in his chest as the bear closed in on him. Killua struggled, kicking and elbowing the bear as it attempted to pull him out of the cell. The bear grunted and swore underneath it's breath.
Killua felt satisfaction at the bear's discomfort and was about to activate Godspeed when his eyes landed on the snake, and his body went completely limp in the bear's arms.
"Hm? Oh, it's you," the bear spoke as he picked Killua up, slinging him over his shoulder.
Killua fought with himself, desperately trying to move. If he could just activate Godspeed, he could run away and escape. It was clear to him that none of the royal guards could match his speed, though he wasn't sure about the King.
Killua's body jostled as the bear got down on it's knees, bowing respectfully.
"We have him, your majesty," the bee spoke up.
Killua couldn't see where he was, his face was buried into the bear's furry back and if this were any other situation, he might have appreciated how soft it was.
"Put him on the bed and leave," another voice ordered.
Killua felt his body being pulled off of the bear's shoulder and gently being placed down on a soft bed. The bear turned around and left.
Killua's eyes roamed around the room, body still unwilling to move.
"Tie his hands to the bed," the King ordered once more.
Killua felt the vines on his wrists move again, his body slowly pulling up the sheets until it settled.
He couldn't see above him, but he assumed that the vines on his wrists had tied itself around the vines that created the base and headboard of the bed. Killua took deep breaths, trying to calm his racing heart.
"Leave us," the King ordered again and Killua could hear footsteps retreat from the room and it grew quiet.
From what he could see, there was a large window at the end of the room, cold wind brushing against his skin.
The rest of the room seemed to be empty, though. He assumed the King must be standing above him, where he couldn't tilt his head back and see.
"You have a lot of aura, strong, too," the King noted as he walked around the bed to stand at the end, red eyes roaming over the body of his captor.
Killua frowned, uncomfortable. This was not a very good situation he had been forced in. His arms tied above his head in bindings he could not escape from, his body unwilling to move at his command, and his nen refused to work with him.
The King was tall and muscular, his black wings were folded behind his back, tail swaying gently. The room was dark, but Killua assumed the King had black hair, the strands wild and ruffling gently in the wind.
Had Killua not already had a mate or wasn't in this situation with a crazed, man eating Chimera Ant, he might have appreciated the fact that the King was rather attractive. But, Killua only had eyes for Gon, and no matter how attractive the King seemed, the ant unnerved him when a smile stretched over his lips.
"You certainly are a beauty," the King uttered as he placed one knee on the bed. "There's no need to panic, I swear on my title as King that I'll make you feel good in just a moment,"
Killua's heart started to pound wildly in his chest as the King surged forward, placing one hand on Killua's stomach.
"You'd certainly give me beautiful and powerful children," the King noted.
Killua couldn't move, couldn't even speak as the King slid one hand up and under his long sleeved shirt, the fabric riding up as the King caressed his skin.
Killua instantly felt disgusted, his skin crawling as the King reached for his shirt, pulling the fabric up and over his head, though the sleeves covered his hands as it got trapped by his bindings. The King hummed as he placed both palms on Killua's chest, fingers briefly rubbing over his nipples, then sliding them down slowly to the waistband of the sweats Killua was wearing.
Cold air hit Killua's most sensitive area as the King stripped him of his last clothing. The King licked his lips as he slid his hands up Killua's pale thighs, kneading his inner thighs before he sat up to straddle Killua's legs, his tail swaying behind him.
"I'll take all of your aura, then you can't use your Hatsu and you'll be able to move more freely," the King explained.
Killua watched as the King's tail glistened in the moonlight before surging forward and stabbing him in the chest. Killua's eyes widened before drooping as he felt his aura being sucked out of him.
His mind grew foggy for a small while, eyes staring dully at the ceiling before his fingers twitched and he came back to himself. He could move. Killua clenched his fists and tilted his head too look at King from a better angle, who was staring in awe at his blood.
"Humans have such a unique blood colour," he noted as he reached forward to smear his fingers in Killua's blood, the omega hissing as his fingers grazed his new wound.
"This should be sufficient lubrication," the King muttered to himself.
Killua started to struggle, pulling on his restraints, ignoring the sting of the vines cutting into his skin, legs kicking as he hissed at the King.
"Let go of me!" He shouted with a snarl.
The King growled at him, his left hand reaching forward and gripping his neck tightly.
"Stay still!" He ordered as he started to choke the omega.
Killua continued to struggle, hoping to kick the King off of him before he blacked out.
The King clicked his tongue and stabbed Killua with his tail again, watching, pleased as the smaller stilled. Killua wasn't sure what happened, but it felt as though the King was forcing his aura into him and the feeling had him go complacent.
"Good," the King purred, pleased.
The King moved to climb off of Killua, watching in satisfaction as he was able to spread the omega's legs open for him to settle between. Killua clenched his fists, nails digging into his palms as his body was moved against his will.
The King moved forward, sitting on his legs as he settled between soon to be lover's legs, his right hand trailing down between them. Killua whimpered, eyes wide and starting to tear up as the King pressed a single finger into his hole.
Killua tensed, legs shaking as the uncomfortable feeling settled over him. He felt the need to run away, kill this fucking bastard for even laying a single finger on him, for touching places that was only reserved for himself and Gon.
But Killua could do neither of those things, though. Instead, he continued to stare up at the ceiling as tears started to slide down his cheeks and he forced down the acid that started to crawl up his throat.
What had his parents told him to do in a situation like this? Killua tried wracking his brain, biting his lower lip at the sting of a second finger entering him. He couldn't remember. The ant started to thrust his fingers in and out of the human beneath him.
The King leant over Killua, planting a kiss to his collarbone. Killua shuddered, biting his lips to the point that he could taste blood. He wanted to struggle as the King peppered kisses on his collarbone, neck and jaw, sucking and nipping at the skin leaving red marks all wherever he could, his fingers still thrusting in and out of the omega.
Killua grunted as a third finger entered, body trembling at the pain and uncomfortable feeling. He hated his body at that moment, for refusing to move and obey his demands. He should be able to kill this thing, but he couldn't move. His lower lip trembled as he suppressed a sob, silently praying to black out, for this to be a dream, a nightmare that he could wake up from at any moment.
Was this the King's nen ability? Killua distracted himself from the feeling of unwanted touches by trying to think of what the King's ability was. He doubted his ability was this, making other's bodies do as he wanted, if Killua's assumption was right, then that was the snakes ability.
Not to mention, the King had basically stolen all of his aura. Had he, though? Maybe the King had just forced it down with his own? Killua noted that the King's tail was still embedded in his side.
Was his aura so overwhelmingly powerful, that he could force Killua's down to the point of being mistaken that it wasn't there at all? A whimper was forced from his lips as the King's fingers brushed his prostate and he was forced back into reality.
He didn't feel pleasure, he didn't whine in protest as the King's fingers finally pulled out of him. Rather, Killua had to bite back a sob of relief. The King sat back, eyes roaming over Killua's face and neck, a pleased glint in his dark eyes at all the marks he had left.
The King leant forward again, face getting closer and closer to Killua's and the omega tried to push back into the bed to create some distance, tilting his head to the side when that didn't work.
The King gripped his jaw painfully tight, forcing his head back to face him and planted his lips on Killua's. The kiss was hard and a little bit painful. Killua clenched his eyes shut, starting to struggle again, tempted to bite the King's lips.
The King pulled back, licking his lips as he caressed Killua's cheek with his left hand, eyes trailing over his skin, until it landed on Killua's bond mark. Killua could instantly see the King's fury.
"You're already mated?" He asked, voice quiet and eyes blazing with rage.
Killua remained silent, glaring up at the King. The ant snarled, curling the fingers of both of his hands around Killua's neck and started to squeeze.
"Tell me who it is!" The King demanded, watching as Killua gasped, face turning red.
Killua refused to tell the ant anything, he feared what the King would do not only to him, but Gon once he found out.
He'd likely kill Gon in a painful manner, torture Killua's beloved to death and the omega could not let that happen. The King snarled before he smirked and released the smaller, Killua gasped as he sucked in air.
"Very well then, if you won't tell me," the King trailed off.
Killua's eyes widened as the King surged forward to the left side of his neck, just below his ear. Killua felt warm breath fan over his skin before searing pain bloomed.
Killua couldn't stop the pained shout from escaping his lips, hands pulling on his restraints as the King bit him, body tensing to the point that his muscles ached.
"There," the King said, pleased as he pulled back. "Now you're mine,"
Killua grunted as the King forcefully flipped him over onto his stomach, and his heart started to race as he started to struggle in earnest. He couldn't let the King penetrate him.
"Stop struggling!" The King shouted, tail pulling back and stabbing the omega multiple times, hoping the pain would force the smaller into submission.
Killua would rather endure the pain of being stabbed than the pain of being forcefully entered and the betrayal he feared he'd cause Gon.
If he let this ant enter him, he would betray Gon's trust, loyalty and love. Killua wouldn't be able to live with himself then. The King gripped his hips with bruising force, but Killua struggled and managed to slip out of the ant's grasp.
The King growled again, a sound of frustration escaping his snarled lips. Killua could hear the rustling of clothes knowing the King was most likely tugging his manhood free from the pants he wore.
"You are mine now, there is no point in struggling anymore!" The King stated, forcing Killua's body onto the bed.
He couldn't move, he felt completely powerless. Killua bit the sheets as he felt the King's hand move to one of his ass cheeks, spreading him open. Tears fell down Killua's cheeks, his sobs and cries of frustration and desperation muffled, silently praying for someone, anyone to stop the Ant King from violating him completely.
Killua just wanted his mate. He wanted to be wrapped up in Gon's arms, surrounded by his warmth, comfort and love. Killua sobbed, body trembling as he felt the head of the King's cock rub against his entrance.
Killua opened his eyes, gaze trailing to the doorway, his breath hitched in surprise and relief. Gon was staring at the King with complete and utter rage. Killua blinked and suddenly, the King was ripped away from him, the ant was sent flying, crashing right through the window.
For the first time in he didn't know how long, Killua felt like he could breathe properly. He pulled himself up to sit on his legs, hands struggling to try and free himself from his bindings.
His trembling hands stilled once he felt Gon's presence, his alpha reaching forward and snapping the vines clean off of Killua's wrists.
"Gon, I-" Killua whispered, but was cut off as the alpha pulled him into his arms.
"I'm so sorry, Killua, I should have come sooner," Gon spoke into Killua's hair.
Killua shook his head, body trembling gently as he forced back sobs. He was in Gon's arms now, he was safe and that's all that mattered.
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"Gon helped me get dressed after that and we left the room before the King could come back, but we were stopped soon after by the snake ant," Killua explained, body incredibly tense.
"Please stop," Izuku pleaded softly.
The teen stood up on shaky legs, exiting the room. Killua watched as Tenya hugged a quietly crying Ochaco, the girl trembling in his arms as she cried. Tenya was tense, biting his lower lip, ignoring the blood pooling near his teeth.
Eijirou stumbled off the bed, racing to the bathroom, the sound of him emptying the contents of his stomach into the toilet following soon after. Shoto left to go and comfort the sick beta, hands trembling but face blank.
Katsuki stood up, raking a shaky hand through his hair before he left the room, too. Denki was staring blankly at the blankets, having not moved even the slightest bit during the entirety of Killua's tale.
Hitoshi had turned his back to them, sitting with his feet planted on the ground, forearms resting in his thighs as he hung his head. Killua wasn't sure what he was doing, if he was crying or staring blankly at his feet.
Gon was much the same as Denki, staring with blank eyes at Killua's hand clenched in his. The omega feared his alpha might lose control of himself, mentally preparing and trying to figure out what he was going to do should that happen.
Instead, Gon's shoulders started to shake as tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto their connected hands. "I'm so sorry, Killua," he whispered.
Killua watched his mate in concern. "Why are you apologizing?"
Gon bit his lower lip. "If I had just come sooner, if I'd been stronger back then, then you wouldn't have had to go through that, I-I'm so sorry, Killua, I was too weak," he spoke shakily.
Killua shook his head with tears in his eyes.
"It's not your fault, Gon," he stated softly as he leant forward to hug Gon's arm.
Gon turned to wrap his arms around his mate instead, body shaking as he buried his face in Killua's neck, breathing in his scent.
The guilt he felt was overwhelming, crushing him underneath it's weight. If he had only gone back when he'd first woken up, or a day sooner, fuck, even an hour earlier, then his mate wouldn't have had to go through all that.
"You saved me, Gon," Killua uttered, heart clenching. "You saved me before he could break me entirely, and then you healed me, pieced me back together and I'm so thankful,"
Gon took a few deep breaths before he chuckled humourlessly. "I should be comforting you," he stated.
Killua snickered. "I had time to come to terms and accept what had happened, you didn't. Everything's fine now,"
Gon nodded. He sort wished now that he had killed that bastard King a lot more brutally and painfully. It didn't matter now, it was too late. Gon will just have to take out all this new anger on whichever new enemy they faced in the future.
